Salient, and unseen Has been the portrait, that captures your complexion Among each crevice, to fall into To the deepness, of your flesh, Among its depth, in knowing what had passed Being the time, that remained frozen. All had passed Was my hands, to pull free, the veil To see twin suns, pointing their lighthouse rays Upon my startled expression. I am, As you are The firmament, beneath the Heavens, As I step through corridors, to feel the furnace's heat, Stepping through shadows, in your delicate frame That surrounds, your ever-feebler mind. You are, As I am Trapped in the land, that does not quake, Nor starves, all inhabitants. Time lays still Upon the movement, of your gaze. I am stilled, Captivated By the motions, of waves, that were not ever caught By the winds, that carry scents. Your beauty, is an abductor That time, cannot wield with hands, for an hour and a minute. As merely the adoration, of all, who can be stilled To peer into desolation, as though the sun, had set To burn, all around.